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Chapter 237: Western Fantasy Villain Gao Ao Jin (51)

Phoenix thought that no one knew that he was a god, but Shen Zhaowan, who owned Xiaobai, knew everything clearly, and Xiaobai even had time to record it down.

However, sometimes Shen Zhaowan deliberately sensed that he was looking at her and immediately prepared to take a shower. As she approached the bathroom, her clothes slipped off her shoulders, revealing a small piece of skin, and Phoenix's gaze quickly withdrew and disappeared.

Usually at this time, Shen Zhaowan and Xiaobai would burst into laughter.

There was a turning point in the monotonous days.

The Temple released a message - facing the imperial capital, a magician will be selected to compete for a saint!

Shen Zhaowan would not let go of such an opportunity!

According to the original trajectory, Emilia was chosen.

Now that the Son of God is born and Emilia is dead, she naturally wants to get the opportunity that is presented to her.

This is a chance to get closer to Phoenix.

If Shen Zhaowan didn't want to meet Phoenix, she wouldn't have to attend given her current status and identity.

But there are still three days left, Phoenix, are you ready?

"Fushi."

"exist."

Shen Zhaowan instructed Fuxi.

"Go and see who's going to sign up."

"Also, I hope that by the time the time is up, my name will be the only one on the list."

After Fusi found out, she went down to take care of it.

After the news spread that Duke Ivissa was also going to participate in the election of the Saint, some people gave up voluntarily, while others wanted to fight for it. Even if they were not elected, if only they could see the God of Light and bathe in his holy light, that was what they desperately hoped for.

A few days passed quickly, and Shen Zhaowan got up early that day to prepare.

She felt herself being scrutinized; Phoenix was peeking at her again.

Shen Zhaowan suddenly said deliberately: "Fuxi, change your skirt. I want to wear the soft white one today."

"Okay." Fuxi immediately changed

Shen Zhaowan explained as if she was talking to herself: "This skirt matches the clothes Phoenix wore before very well."

Shen Zhaowan's words fell clearly into Phoenix's ears.

Above the sky, Phoenix sat on a white carved chair in a hall.

The main colors of this hall are white and gold, showing its majesty and sacredness.

He sat upright in the chair as quiet as a statue.

His facial lines are smooth, his features are delicate and handsome, and he exudes a calm and powerful aura. The clothes he wears today are still a white robe, which is very consistent with his overall temperament.

After hearing Shen Zhaowan's words, his calm eyes, which had been calm since he came here, were touched for a moment, and he looked at his clothes with his eyelashes drooped.

It seems like they are really a perfect match!

At this point, his gaze penetrated everything and fell on Shen Zhaowan, with an attachment that he could not suppress.

[Strange, I was about to change my clothes, why was he still watching me? ]

At this time in the past, Phoenix would have already withdrawn his gaze.

Shen Zhaowan thought about it and decided to give up. Since he dared to look, what was she afraid of?

Fusi and the attendant helped her take off her nightgown, revealing her plump and graceful figure. Her snow-white skin made people's heart beat faster.

Shen Zhaowan faced the mirror, feeling the gaze that didn't move at all, and slowly put on the white dress, tightening her waist and half revealing her breasts.

Phoenix, who was above the clouds, clutched the armrests of the chair tightly with his hands. No one knew what was surging in his eyes, but it could be seen that he seemed a little excited.

The blue veins on his hands were exposed. At that moment, his heartbeat was unprecedentedly fast and he could not bear it. It was as if the past few months had never existed. The things he tried hard to restrain and forget still found the gaps in his heart and emerged in countless numbers in an instant.

Memories are everywhere and my heart keeps beating.

He withdrew all his gaze and sat quietly.

Temple

As Shen Zhaowan's carriage arrived, everyone stopped to watch.

Shen Zhaowan's outfit today is actually more elegant than before, but this white fluffy corset skirt does not diminish her facial features at all. Instead, it neutralizes some of the visual effects, allowing everyone to feel her beauty and temperament more.

A woman who exudes charm while walking like this makes everyone unable to recover for a long time.

Shen Zhaowan came directly to the main hall. She found that even though she had used some tricks to reduce the number of participants, there were still some people willing to come.

In the square behind him were kneeling devout believers.

In addition to the hall master, there were also some believers of the temple and some people who were behind Shen Zhaowan.

Fortunately, there were only a few people, and they all wanted to pay homage to the God of Light even if they couldn't be elected.

Among these people, Shen Zhaowan is far superior to them in terms of talent and ability. She is confident that she can become the candidate for the Saint Woman this time.

By becoming a saint, one can be taken to the sky by the God of Light and serve him.

At the announcement of the temple master, everyone began to kneel down. The believers of the temple knelt in front and led everyone to pray.

Shen Zhaowan knelt in the crowd, waiting for his arrival.

Time passed bit by bit, and the majestic tall statue finally moved. Holy light appeared bit by bit, covering the sky above the main hall.

The believers fell to the ground and shouted: "Great God of Light, please grant me happiness and good luck!"

Shen Zhaowan did as she was told and soon heard the hall master start talking about the Saint and informing the God of Light of everyone's wishes.

Soon, enveloped by the holy light, Shen Zhaowan felt the Phoenix's gaze moving back and forth. He poured his divine power into the statue and looked down at the crowd below.

No one knew that his gaze lingered on Shen Zhaowan again and again, back and forth.

When it comes to choosing the saint, Phoenix is ​​always wavering. In the past, he was inclined towards believers of light magic, but now the best person is Shen Zhaowan. The people behind her don't have any light magic, and their magic level is even lower than Shen Zhaowan's.

Choosing Shen Zhaowan seems to be the best answer.

However, Phoenix calmed himself down and kept reminding himself, wouldn't he be sinking deeper and deeper if he did this?

From then on, Shen Zhaowan’s figure will remain in the sky.

The sound of prayers below reached Phoenix's ears...

"Great God of Light, please save my family!"

"Great God of Light, I hope you can hear my call and that your gaze can bring me happiness."

"God of Light, please listen to my voice."

……

All of it, captured in an instant.

Time passed little by little, and the people below gradually felt the pressure. The pressure from God made them even breathe carefully.

Shen Zhaowan also felt very strange. Does it take so long?

She quietly raised her body and tilted her head to look at the thirty-meter-high statue. Perhaps because of the light, she could not see clearly, but she could sense that when she made this move, Phoenix was also looking at her, and their eyes met.